Rengoku could hardly believe it. You, lying against him once more.

It was only a few months ago that he’d found himself in your time after a fight with a demon. Taken into the future, yet returned with your aid. You remained on his mind as he gave the reasoning for his time away to his fellow Hashira.

He never thought he would see you again—falling from the sky and into his arms, akin to an angel in his eyes.

“How… can this be?” He exclaims, unable to hide the grin on his features. His arms hold you tighter momentarily, the feel of your form and astonishment from his comrades proving the reality of your presence.